Out of the ashes (medieval/victorian, plot heavy, slowburn, fem muscle,mini-gts,futa)

Story by Hurradiegams

Summary

A kingdom is on the verge of collapse since the two previously equal races started to fight for dominance. Although the hermaphrodite minority triumphed over the human population in two bloody wars, their power was far from absolute. It looks like the next conflict is just a matter of time as the decimated human majority is forced to live a miserable existance under their new masters iron fists. The divide between this two worlds is getting increasingly irreconcilable by the very day without any recovery in sight. Until to one eventful day, that set events into motion, that might change the fate of both.

Disclaimer:

This story is attempting to ground many "fetish" ideas (which won't be listed, to not spoil later parts of the story. But generally some or most of the familar "futa" main fetishes are included to some extent, alongside female muscle) in a more vast and expansive narritive and setting. There will be lots and lots of buildup and characters, that don't engage in any sexual activity at all. There will be long stretches without any actual sexual content, but the "lack" of said content in the beginning is intended. The planned sex scenes will, atleast I hope so, benefit from the character interactions up to that point and should generally work in this "slowburning" romantic and personal story (in a grand setting). In short this story will tick many boxes if you look for more immersive (and slightly fantastical) scenarios with erotic elements and some action scenes here and there instead of a quick wank, since its pretty far away from fast-paced smut. So if you are a sucker for a bit more substance and worldbuilding in general, this might be one story for you.

Lastly it is worth mentioning that this will be my first attempt to write in english (not my native language), but after loads and loads of proofreading, I hope I can make you forget about that fact.

Commission:

https://imgur.com/a/zxZcICj

(Alexia and Margaret in the first chapter)

Chapters (non .pdf version):

(please apologize that the fontsize and paragraphs don't really fit this version yet. It was just copied from the .pdf format. I will fix it in the future tho)

Chapter 1: Coming to age Chapter 1: Coming to age

(6,2k words, worldbuilding, plot, action, size shaming, mini gts, character introductions, futanari)

"Attention! The royal family!" the voice of the herald sounded unnaturally rough and husky today. Like many of the guests she already celebrated the upcoming festivities in advance. And it certainly was a day to celebrate for the whole kingdom, the 18th birthday of the heir. Most of the present nobility were eager to exchange some words with the queens in hope of improving their status or simply enjoy the most expansive and luxurious banquet in the whole kingdom. The noble crowd almost silenced as the 20ft tall gate slowly opened and servants rolled out the red carpet for the royal family to walk on.

Alexia drew her ceremonial sword and the royal guard lined up on both sides of the carpet, presenting their muskets and swords in a guard of honor. Their newly promoted commander was unexpectedly young for such a prestigious rank. Just like her comrades she was dressed in a finely worked set of black armor . Aged just 24 Alexia commanded some of the finest and strongest hermaphrodite warriors in the whole kingdom, most way older and battle-hardened than herself. Her impressive height of 8'6" demanded respect and authority from almost all nobles and servants alike, with her towering more than a full foot over the average futa. A soft breeze was blowing through the gardens as the gate finally fully opened and her black curls danced in the wind. She took in the sight of the heads of state walk out of the castle and enter the royal gardens, which would be the final destination of the ceremony before the banquet could begin. The young commander cleared her throat and made the way clear from some overly eager dukes and barons. For her it was less of another day in paradise, or an eventful first day at the royal court like for most of the crowd. For her it was just the birthday of a close childhood friend, one that certainly could need some encouragement. For everyone present she was just the "heir", but to Alexia she was simply Margaret.

The two queens lead the way with both the princesses following them. As they enter the gardens, the commander ordered the musketeer's salute - "Ready! Set! Fire!" and all the muskets fired off into the air, accompanied by the soft claps of the noble crowd. The two imposing leaders gracefully walked through the foggy haze, looming over the carpet, waving at the cheering nobility. Despite both of them radiating sheer royal dominance by their size alone the two queens could not be

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